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[Continued from here]

I like you in heels. Especially when I get to bend you down over the counter. Gives you the perfect height for me.

[And maybe it's what he's going to do when he gets home, if she's wearing heels and lipstick.

Bucky saves her picture under heavy encryption, because this is exactly what he wants:]

Have I told you how pretty you are today?

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You might have mentioned it, but I never get tired of hearing it from you.

And if you give me an ETA, I can make sure I'm good and ready for you to do just that.

[She sends him several pictures this time. The first of her against her dresser, wearing a garter belt and the seamed stockings he loves so much, in exactly the position he suggested. The second is her sitting on the edge, legs spread wide in invitation, and a third of her with her fingers deep inside her, clearly playing as she managed to keep her head just clear enough to trigger the camera mid-moan.]

You can just come in as hard and fast as you like.

I don't think I'll ever tire of telling you either.

[Those three pictures are sure to make his mouth water and his brain fuzzy with want. The ride back on his bike is going to feel like torture now.]

ETA is about 20 minutes. You think you can keep yourself from coming while you wait for me like a good girl?

Hope you remembered your key because if you make me wait that long, walking isn't always an option.

[Just the idea of him playing along is nearly enough to make her come, and holding back is going to be exquisite torture.]

Of course, I'm not the one riding around on a giant vibrator.

[She has to get her digs in where she can, although one of these days she really should go in and adjust his screen-reader so it uses a version of her voice for her texts.]

I'm not above breaking a lock if it means getting to you that quicker.

And don't worry doll, it takes a lot more than vibration to blow my load.

[And the next message is a voice note, because he can't type while driving, the purring sound of his bike's engine a muffled background to his voice:]

Come on sweet girl, let me hear how wet you're making yourself for me.

[She doesn't bother to let the phone ring, just opening up a connection in a way that would probably horrify the creator of said phone. Her voice is already a bit breathy.]

You really are impossible. And I appreciate that you aren't planning to just break the entire door.

[He chuckles lightly at that:]

I know, but that's why you love me, right?

And busting the door would be too nosy. I don't want your neighbours to see you like this. This is all for my eyes only.

And I still can't hear how wet you are for me, doll.

Definitely one of the better impossible things in my life. Even if you do run off for weeks at a time and leave me unsatisfied, you always make up for it.

[A slight pause, as she shifts the phone so he can hear the sound of her fingers moving in and out a little better, and a soft gasp as she tries hard not to go too far.]

Never...figured you for..an ASMR guy... [Making sure he has something to hear is definitely an added level of difficulty, and the soft moans and whimpers that come with it are probably music to his ears.]

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